The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

Chapter 739: Give Her Fortune-telling 2

Chapter 739: Give Her Fortune-telling 2


The old man shook his head, then uttering a long sigh.


He seemed to be feeling sorry for something.


“Take your money. I can’t foretell based on the birth date you tell me.” He said.


Ye Hao frowned, eyes full of doubts.


“Why?” He asked in puzzle. Was there any birth date that one’s life couldn’t be foretold upon?


The old man shook his head again, then sighed, saying, “The deceased, I won’t foretell their fortune.”


The old man said so concisely, which was normal answer when fortune-tellers were asked to predict the future based on the birth dates of the dead.


Ye Hao was stunned, as if he were suddenly poured a basin of cold water. That kind of coldness spread from the bottom of his heart to every part of his body.


He held his hand forcefully, feeling his fingers powerless.


“Sir…” Ye Hao looked at the old man again, with only a trace of expectation left in his eyes.


He couldn’t find a better way. He really didn’t want to believe that she left the world forever.


“Can you try again? Or do you know any other method of fortune-telling?” Ye Hao asked urgently.


He just wanted to be told that his ex-wife might still be alive. That was all.


However, both the police and the detective he had turned to told him that she was gone.


The old man hesitated for a while. Judging from his locked brows, one could feel complex feelings in him. But after thinking for a minute, he nodded again.


Then he took out some small b.u.t.tons from his chest pocket, more than a dozen. He put them on the table one by one, and then rubbed them apart like playing mahjong. After rubbing for a while, he suddenly picked up one of them and kept touching both sides of the b.u.t.ton.


There were some strange lines on it. Unlike characters, Ye Hao couldn’t understand what those lines were.


Later, the old man touched three of them, and after that, he put the b.u.t.tons away.


“How is it?”


Before the fortune-teller opened his mouth, Ye Hao asked eagerly.


The old man still looked serious, but this time, he frowned a little and said.


“This woman was born between 5:00 p.m. to 7:00 p.m. on October 26th, 1911. For her, among the five elements, fire and gold are in contention while there is a lack of wood and water. Gold on that day of birth is vigorous on the time moment, while fire at that period is exactly against her. At the time of her birth, fire burns constantly. Her fortunes will be dismissed and her happiness cannot be achieved. Her whole life is full of adversity, and her parents died early, and her younger siblings died early as well.”


Ye Hao listened to the fortune teller’s strange words, most of which he could not understand. The last sentence, however, made sense to him: it meant that Yanyan’s fate was not good and her parents died early, which was accurate. As for the early death of her younger brother and sister, Yanyan had a sister Shu Man. But Shu Man was simply lost when she was little, who had not pa.s.sed away. Instead, she now led a good life.


It seemed that the old man’s prediction was not very accurate.


“You go on…” Ye Hao said so, but he didn’t tell the old man where was wrong.


The old man nodded and continued.


“Women born on that day and at this time point has a difficult life, which is even worse with the month of her birth. She is doomed to live a life full of ups and downs. If born in the north, she will be confronted with dangerous fires. If born in the south, she will encounter water related danger. When it comes to the month of May, the person is then easy to get sick. Though expected to live in prosperity, yet her life expectancy is short.”


“What?”


Hearing this sentence, Ye Hao could not sit there any longer. He bit his lip and suddenly turned pale. He didn’t know what the previous words meant, but the words “short life expectancy” indeed made him tense immediately. A layer of cold sweat soon came out on his forehead.


The old man frowned at this moment, seemingly quite unhappy to be interrupted.